Looking for a planet where living plants grow we living to die the world moving slow times will show its roots time when these cops lace they boots , I'm willing to try lost my friend cried my eyes never will I aside to be shy the wisdom and knowledge of a black teen trying to win but what's to dream waking out your bed and screaming walking outside ducking bullets this life is extreme , a life of to hustle rush to the top the world don't stop even if its hot these busters will bust shots , a ghetto teen looking to dream the war on welfare do they care arrest us harass us life is not fair being black teen with knowledge is rare bare your armor for protection times is hard being black we scar for life domestic violence got women losing there life is we confuse I refuse to be another black male to lose to America
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A Hero Of The Streets
PoetryPoetry, Hardworking , Black Teen, Living Rough. Different Emotions Young Black Males Go Through The Day 2 Day Struggle Inside Different Areas of America They Wanna See Me Fall Is Not For All But If You Small Stand Tall With All Your Heart. You Can...
